Authoress' Notes: Hey! What's up? ^.^ Yeah, I dunno. Hi. You do realize I'm just typing random stuff to fill space?
Yeah, I realized that too. What, you got a problem with that? HUH? YOU GOT A FREAKIN' PROBLEM!? No, I didn't think
so. ^.^ So, I'll leave you now, to read on in my crappy mccrap crap ficcie. WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE....
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The Keyblade Master lay his head on his friend's shoulder while they had their arms around each other to stay warm.
Sora closed his eyes in comfort, aware of the long fingers entwining in his hair.
"Where were you..."He whispered. "Where were you, Riku?"
The taller just shook his head, a comfortable silence was all that he answered.
"I was looking all over for you..."
There was another silence until Riku said, "I know, Sora."
"But where were you?"
"I'm sorry, Sora, if I made you worry and everybody hate you. I'm sorry that I had to come along and ruin your life.
You would have been much better off without me."
"Riku...you are the one who's made my life so great..."
The silver haired boy shot him a questioning glance.
"Yeah! Without you, I would have been bored out of my mind," Sora said with an ear-to-ear grin.
Riku gave a slight smile at that. "I guess it's mutual then."
Turning to more serious matters, Sora was still smiling warmly on the inside. Riku was alive. "Do you know about the
plot against you?"
Riku nodded. "I've known about it far longer than you, Sora. I had to get away, and the whole 'being swallowed by the
ocean' really worked to my advantage, though I was worried to death about you."
"See, Riku? You care."
The silverheaded teen looked up with surprise in his Mako-esque eyes.
"Yup! You do care, I know you do!" Sora said, satisfied with himself because he was breaking through Riku's barriers.
"You wouldn't have been able to come back without that care."
"..." Riku verted his eyes towards the cold, hard ground.
"C'mon, Riku, can you for once just trust me on this?" Sora asked, his deep blue eyes inquiring.
"How can I trust you, Sora, if I can't even trust myself...?"
"You can, and you will. I know it," Sora kept on strong. "You're my best friend, and nothing will stand in the way of
that."
Riku reluctantly looked up with a small smile. "Well, it seems some things can be mutual, hm?"
Sora nodded, the biggest smile he ever wore spread across his face, and that is pretty big, because Sora has worn smiles
bigger than any known to man, with the genuine happiness included in the package. He was just so happy that Riku hadn't
left him there.
"Riku, will you promise not to leave me?" Sora asked him, innocently, as though he was a child.
Once again shocked eyes found their place on him. "Why would you want me to promise something like that?"
"Because you're better than you think you are. You give yourself no credit at all. That's a lot less than you deserve."
"I belittle myself? Think no more of that, Sora. The question is what will you do now? You ran away. From your mother,
your friends, and, most importantly, your life. What are you going to do?"
Sora blinked. He hadn't thought about that. In fact, he hadn't thought about much else than Riku the whole time the
taller Keyblade holder had been gone. Sora had never had that kind of determination before. This is what Riku did to
him, every time he walked by. He gave Sora more confidence in himself.
"I don't really know what I'm going to do..." Sora finally admitted.
"Hm..." Riku began to think deeply.
Then, an idea went off in Sora's mind, as though a light bulb was turned on. "I'll go with you!" He exclaimed sud-
denly and abruptly enough for Riku to jump.
"How did you know I was leaving...?"
"I know you too well, Riku. If you were unwanted, you would leave. Though, I do wonder why you didn't already..."
To that, Riku did not answer.
"Will you tell me?"
"..." Riku sighed. "Another time."
Sora huffed.
"And you can't come with me."
"WHAT!?" Sora shouted, shooting out of Riku's arms. "Why not!?"
"You still have a chance here, Sora. You can still reconstruct your life here. It's for your own good."
"I don't WANT to reconstruct my life here!" Sora shouted with extreme ferocity. "I hate this stupid island, and
everybody on it! I want to leave here with you!"
Riku was surprised for the umpteenth time by Sora. "But, Sora, I-"
"No!" Sora said. "It's final! I'm going with you. Got it?"
It seemed saving the world caused his level of willfulness to raise quite a bit. Defeated, Riku just nodded his head
slightly. It seemed even he couldn't beat Sora's stubborn personality. Quite surprising.
With a triumphant grin, Sora sat down by Riku again. "And, just so you know, Riku..."
"Hm?"
"It's not death that is hard to deal with, it's living that is the hardest thing," Sora said out of nowhere.
But Riku understood what he meant. Riku couldn't escape from his vile exploits, couldn't escape and flee from his past,
but he could strive onward with his head held high, and not let his guilt overcome him.
Sora could be very smart at times. Even in a non-making-sense kind of way.
His words hit home, and Riku's heart seemed to leap up. Riku realized that's all he had been doing, was running away
from what he should have dealt with a long time ago.
Only Sora could make him realize something like that. Sora had that effect on people.
Or did he only have that kind of effect on Riku?
No matter, Sora began to speak again.
"You still never promised."
"Huh? Promised what?" Riku inquiried, forgetting that part of their earlier conversation.
"That you would never leave me behind."
There was silence. Riku didn't know how to answer that kind of thing. And he didn't want to make promises he may not
be able to keep. He didn't want to hurt Sora, either. If he made the promise, he would push himself to the limit to
fulfill it.
But he realised that's what Sora had been doing for him the whole time. Pushing himself, onward and onward, until
their was no more ground to cover. Then he would repeat.
Finally, Riku decided he had to make it fair.
"Riku?"
"Fine."
"Fine?"
"All right, Sora. I promise."
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Hieica: Sorry if it sucked. I've been having super-duper Writer's Block. It's sad. Yes? Yes. I am saddened by my lack of
creativity. Aren't you? WRITER'S BLOCK SUCKS! Plus, I've been having this recent obsession with the J-Pop artist, Mai
Kuraki. She is so cute! ^.^ (No, not in a lesbonic way. Lesbonic is not meant to be taken offensively. Actually, it
doesn't matter, I'm bi anyway).
Note to ZELPHIE. PLEASE, PLEASE, stop mentioning sex in your reviews. I'm only thirteen. There shall be no sex. My MOM
reads the reviews, so it would mean a lot to me if you could stop having hentai thoughts in your reviews. If I offended
you in any way, I apologise, but my mom is very strict.
Swissy: Yo. Dudes, review. YEAH. Be sper-duper and review! Hell yeah! Say it with me! HELL YEAH! See, you can do it!
And if you can't, I'll just have to twist a lollipop through your innards to MAKE you. HAH! Beat THAT!
"Please note that 'dude' means an ingrown anal hair. Therefore, when I say, 'Hey dudes!' I'm actually saying 'Hello, my
fellow ass hairs'!"
~quote from Hieica forever ago.
Yeah, I realized that too. What, you got a problem with that? HUH? YOU GOT A FREAKIN' PROBLEM!? No, I didn't think
so. ^.^ So, I'll leave you now, to read on in my crappy mccrap crap ficcie. WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE....
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The Keyblade Master lay his head on his friend's shoulder while they had their arms around each other to stay warm.
Sora closed his eyes in comfort, aware of the long fingers entwining in his hair.
"Where were you..."He whispered. "Where were you, Riku?"
The taller just shook his head, a comfortable silence was all that he answered.
"I was looking all over for you..."
There was another silence until Riku said, "I know, Sora."
"But where were you?"
"I'm sorry, Sora, if I made you worry and everybody hate you. I'm sorry that I had to come along and ruin your life.
You would have been much better off without me."
"Riku...you are the one who's made my life so great..."
The silver haired boy shot him a questioning glance.
"Yeah! Without you, I would have been bored out of my mind," Sora said with an ear-to-ear grin.
Riku gave a slight smile at that. "I guess it's mutual then."
Turning to more serious matters, Sora was still smiling warmly on the inside. Riku was alive. "Do you know about the
plot against you?"
Riku nodded. "I've known about it far longer than you, Sora. I had to get away, and the whole 'being swallowed by the
ocean' really worked to my advantage, though I was worried to death about you."
"See, Riku? You care."
The silverheaded teen looked up with surprise in his Mako-esque eyes.
"Yup! You do care, I know you do!" Sora said, satisfied with himself because he was breaking through Riku's barriers.
"You wouldn't have been able to come back without that care."
"..." Riku verted his eyes towards the cold, hard ground.
"C'mon, Riku, can you for once just trust me on this?" Sora asked, his deep blue eyes inquiring.
"How can I trust you, Sora, if I can't even trust myself...?"
"You can, and you will. I know it," Sora kept on strong. "You're my best friend, and nothing will stand in the way of
that."
Riku reluctantly looked up with a small smile. "Well, it seems some things can be mutual, hm?"
Sora nodded, the biggest smile he ever wore spread across his face, and that is pretty big, because Sora has worn smiles
bigger than any known to man, with the genuine happiness included in the package. He was just so happy that Riku hadn't
left him there.
"Riku, will you promise not to leave me?" Sora asked him, innocently, as though he was a child.
Once again shocked eyes found their place on him. "Why would you want me to promise something like that?"
"Because you're better than you think you are. You give yourself no credit at all. That's a lot less than you deserve."
"I belittle myself? Think no more of that, Sora. The question is what will you do now? You ran away. From your mother,
your friends, and, most importantly, your life. What are you going to do?"
Sora blinked. He hadn't thought about that. In fact, he hadn't thought about much else than Riku the whole time the
taller Keyblade holder had been gone. Sora had never had that kind of determination before. This is what Riku did to
him, every time he walked by. He gave Sora more confidence in himself.
"I don't really know what I'm going to do..." Sora finally admitted.
"Hm..." Riku began to think deeply.
Then, an idea went off in Sora's mind, as though a light bulb was turned on. "I'll go with you!" He exclaimed sud-
denly and abruptly enough for Riku to jump.
"How did you know I was leaving...?"
"I know you too well, Riku. If you were unwanted, you would leave. Though, I do wonder why you didn't already..."
To that, Riku did not answer.
"Will you tell me?"
"..." Riku sighed. "Another time."
Sora huffed.
"And you can't come with me."
"WHAT!?" Sora shouted, shooting out of Riku's arms. "Why not!?"
"You still have a chance here, Sora. You can still reconstruct your life here. It's for your own good."
"I don't WANT to reconstruct my life here!" Sora shouted with extreme ferocity. "I hate this stupid island, and
everybody on it! I want to leave here with you!"
Riku was surprised for the umpteenth time by Sora. "But, Sora, I-"
"No!" Sora said. "It's final! I'm going with you. Got it?"
It seemed saving the world caused his level of willfulness to raise quite a bit. Defeated, Riku just nodded his head
slightly. It seemed even he couldn't beat Sora's stubborn personality. Quite surprising.
With a triumphant grin, Sora sat down by Riku again. "And, just so you know, Riku..."
"Hm?"
"It's not death that is hard to deal with, it's living that is the hardest thing," Sora said out of nowhere.
But Riku understood what he meant. Riku couldn't escape from his vile exploits, couldn't escape and flee from his past,
but he could strive onward with his head held high, and not let his guilt overcome him.
Sora could be very smart at times. Even in a non-making-sense kind of way.
His words hit home, and Riku's heart seemed to leap up. Riku realized that's all he had been doing, was running away
from what he should have dealt with a long time ago.
Only Sora could make him realize something like that. Sora had that effect on people.
Or did he only have that kind of effect on Riku?
No matter, Sora began to speak again.
"You still never promised."
"Huh? Promised what?" Riku inquiried, forgetting that part of their earlier conversation.
"That you would never leave me behind."
There was silence. Riku didn't know how to answer that kind of thing. And he didn't want to make promises he may not
be able to keep. He didn't want to hurt Sora, either. If he made the promise, he would push himself to the limit to
fulfill it.
But he realised that's what Sora had been doing for him the whole time. Pushing himself, onward and onward, until
their was no more ground to cover. Then he would repeat.
Finally, Riku decided he had to make it fair.
"Riku?"
"Fine."
"Fine?"
"All right, Sora. I promise."
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Hieica: Sorry if it sucked. I've been having super-duper Writer's Block. It's sad. Yes? Yes. I am saddened by my lack of
creativity. Aren't you? WRITER'S BLOCK SUCKS! Plus, I've been having this recent obsession with the J-Pop artist, Mai
Kuraki. She is so cute! ^.^ (No, not in a lesbonic way. Lesbonic is not meant to be taken offensively. Actually, it
doesn't matter, I'm bi anyway).
Note to ZELPHIE. PLEASE, PLEASE, stop mentioning sex in your reviews. I'm only thirteen. There shall be no sex. My MOM
reads the reviews, so it would mean a lot to me if you could stop having hentai thoughts in your reviews. If I offended
you in any way, I apologise, but my mom is very strict.
Swissy: Yo. Dudes, review. YEAH. Be sper-duper and review! Hell yeah! Say it with me! HELL YEAH! See, you can do it!
And if you can't, I'll just have to twist a lollipop through your innards to MAKE you. HAH! Beat THAT!
"Please note that 'dude' means an ingrown anal hair. Therefore, when I say, 'Hey dudes!' I'm actually saying 'Hello, my
fellow ass hairs'!"
~quote from Hieica forever ago.